My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

Someone held her just in time, though barely—it was the driver. Before Amelie could do anything, she

was held by the waist and pulled away from the driver just then. Then, she saw the silhouette of a man

standing beside her. It belonged to someone she could recognize anywhere.

Leo was silent. His lips were pursed, and he shot a sharp look at the woman who mindlessly opened

her door without checking her surroundings. Scared, the woman fell back into the car, and the door slid

shut automatically, slamming into her foot.

The driver—most likely the woman’s boyfriend—tried to help, but he was too late.

The woman howled in pain.

“Next time you’re so careless, you’re not getting off with just a bruised foot,” said Leo coolly.

When the driver raised his head to meet Leo’s eyes, he froze as if stricken by fear. In most cases, the

man should’ve fought with Leo to protect his girlfriend, but the murderous gleam within Leo’s gaze had

made him chicken out.

Amelie thought the way Leo punished the woman was a bit too much, though what the woman did

earlier was indeed careless. If Amelie hadn’t moved back fast enough, the door would have slammed

into Bria and her. In the end, she merely thanked the man and didn’t say anything else after that.

Leo pulled his hand back and took Bria into his arms. Then, he went ahead without saying another

word.

Amelie scratched her nose in confusion. Is he… mad? Did I do something wrong? She spent four years

observing the man. She knew how he expressed his anger, but she hadn’t gotten to know him too well,

so she had no idea why he was angry. Though, she didn’t bother to figure out the reason and went

after them.

Leo and Bria entered the elevator. The moment Amelie was about to walk into the elevator, the door

started sliding shut. Most elevator doors would open back up the moment they slammed into someone,

but that slam was awful nonetheless. Figuring she wouldn’t be fast enough to dodge it, Amelie closed

her eyes as she waited for the impact to land, but she felt nothing even after a long while.

“Come in, Mommy,” Bria said.

When Amelie opened her eyes, she saw a pair of hands holding the doors back. Those were Leo’s

hands, and Bria was hanging from the man’s neck, holding him tightly.

Amelie quickly hopped in and stood at the corner.

Leo pulled his hands back in silence and held Bria once again while throwing a glance at Amelie. His

gaze filled with admonishment.

The little girl in his arms chuckled. “You’re such an airhead, Mommy. Good thing Daddy is always

protecting you.” Her head bumped into the man’s chin as she giggled.

The man said nothing. He merely covered her head with his hand so she wouldn’t hurt herself. He

looked just like a father taking care of his child.

An old woman who shared the elevator with them happily said, “It’s a father’s job to protect his wife.”

She looked at them. “The three of you look great together, not to mention beautiful, too. You’re the

perfect family I’ve ever seen.”

Amelie wanted to say they were not a family, but then she noticed the smile on her daughter’s face. It

was a beautiful, happy smile. If I said that, that’d be too cruel to her. I should stay quiet instead. With

that in mind, she remained silent.

Even though she tried not to look at Leo’s face, she could still see his chin and lips when she looked at

Bria since he was holding the little girl. She couldn’t help but notice a slight smile on his lips. Is he…

smiling? Why? She realized just then she might actually not know the man that well.

Starlight Tower’s restaurant was resplendent and bright, and it was filled with comfy little couches. The

place looked like a warm and inviting cottage. Since Leo made his reservations, they got the window

view. The city unfurled beneath them, and lights were coming on like stars twinkling in the night sky.

Bria giggled happily, extending her hands in an attempt to catch the ‘stars.’ Leo let her do what she

wanted.

The food here was marvelous. A moment later, they were served with big Amidalia lobsters, beautifully

cut foie gras, and T-bone steaks imported from Amidalia. In the end, the manager even served them

wine, saying that the patrons dubbed them ‘the best customer for the night.’ After pouring them two

glasses of wine, the manager bowed before leaving the family of three to dine in peace.

Amelie looked at the wine awkwardly. She figured the both of them shouldn’t be drinking wine together

since they were not a couple. Thus, she ignored it and focused on cutting the steak for Bria.

Elegantly, Leo picked his glass up and twirled the wine within, though his gaze fixed on the lady and

the girl. He noticed Amelie trying clumsily to cut the steak, and he smiled.

Thanks to Steven feeding her all kinds of food since she was a child, Amelie didn’t really have any

desire to eat these kinds of food. She seldom went for fine dining over the years. Even during the times

that she did go, Julia would be the one to cut up the steak for her. Ever since she married Leo, she

never ate out. This was the first time she was cutting up steak, and she wanted to do it well, but the

cutlery wouldn’t do as she wanted them to. She either couldn’t cut the meat up, or it would slide past

the knife. A few moments later, droplets of sweat formed on her forehead, making her look miserable.

Just when she was wondering what she should do, someone took the plate away. Surprised, she

looked up only to meet a gaze of resignation and… a hint of love. No way. I must be seeing things.

Amelie was stunned for a while, only snapping out of it when Leo extended his hand toward her. Oh,

he’s trying to help. She quickly handed the cutlery to him. Once he had the cutlery, like a noble from the

medieval era, he cut into the steak perfectly, slicing them up into perfect, equal sizes. The pieces of

meat looked just like a work of art.

That’s a super-rich guy for you. While Leo was cutting up the steak, Amelie wrote some replies to her

more urgent texts. When she raised her head again, two plates of bite-sized steak sat before her. One

of those plates was given to Bria. Just when she thought the other one was for Leo himself, he pushed

it to her.

Oh, you shouldn’t. Though, Amelie didn’t reject his kind gesture. She dug right into it like her daughter.

Unlike Leo, both of them were wolfing the meat down.

Despite Leo’s distaste for people who had no regard for table manners, he couldn’t bring himself to

dislike these girls. Instead, he felt proud, thinking that he managed to make these girls happy.

While they were having the time of their lives, Elyse was having the time of her life as well, only in the

opposite way.